Autumn's POV
Five days have inched by before I know it. Surprisingly, I'm not as bored as I imagined I would be, and the credit will have to go to my little support group-Leah, Alma, Beta Thomas, and his mate, Matilda- who have taken it upon themselves to visit whenever they could with the latest news and bring me meals so I don't starve to death.
Apart from their familiar faces every day, several pack members, who had not been present when I was convicted, came to greet me and pay their respects which I appreciated tremendously.
At least they had the guts to look me in the face, unlike a certain Alpha.
I glance at the blanket that is lying in a heap by my feet and exhale deeply, blowing a strand of hair away from my face. The morning I found the blanket, it was lying on the floor, and
